Let there be cable!

One would think that, with the increasing urbanization and gentrification of Delhi, Indians would be less willing to try to understand my Hindi. Here's an example: we called the cable guy to come to Anand Niketan. Two men showed up and in addition to setting up the cable, I got them to tune each channel and to tighten all the screws. We had a small discussion about our payment plan, as well. The cable guy knew a decent amount of English, but all of this happened in Hindi. Similar instances happen in shops-- both in Delhi and Indrapuram.

So now we have cable TV. Thank heavens-- otherwise I may never had know Michael Jackson is innocent!

Also, my teeth look really yellow. perhaps it is because of the massive amounts of Nescafe, Bru, and Chai that I drink. And my daily trips to Barista and Coffee Day do not help. I wouldn't need all of this caffeine if I could manage to get more sleep at night, but for some reason it is impossible for me to sleep before midnight. Not helping the siutation is that you can get a REALLY good latte here for less than a buck. I am spending a lot less money here than I expected because I am managing to get free rides to work and am cooking most meals.